Chapter 203: The Weiden Family is Furious!
Translator: 549690339
With a crack, Hans Weiden’s spine shattered inch by inch, as if all his strength was drained, and he collapsed directly onto the wheelchair.
At this mont, Hans only felt a throbbing pain that he had never endured before, incessantly surging through his limbs and bones, almost crushing his mind.
In his wide-open eyes, there was an expression of shock, his pupils bulging incredibly, as if he were a goldfish.
Paralysed, this ti, he was completely paralysed!
Hans felt as if all the muscles in his body had lost control, no matter how he tried to mobilize them, there was no change.
He wanted to speak, he had a lot to say, but in the end, he felt as if he had lost the ability to structure language.
At this ti, a term surfaced in his mind–vegetable!
Yes, White Mitchell didn’t kill him, he turned him directly into a vegetable.
Now, he finally understood why White Mitchell would say that sotis, living is a hundred tis more painful than death.
Becoming a vegetable was more unbearable than being killed directly.
Hans felt like he was going mad, but all he could do now was stare wide-eyed. He couldn’t even utter a single sentence.
White Mitchell, White Mitchell, White Mitchell!!!
These three words, for Hans at this ti, were like a demon, causing him to feel fear and dread.
Just then, the rumbling of war chariot engines echoed from outside the villa. Next, War King Kirin, leading the Sayon ard forces, entered in a single file, quickly securing the scene.
Upon seeing the Middle Region War King Kirin, Asher’s countenance once again turned respectful.
Shortly afterwards, he saw Kirin respectfully walking up to White Mitchell and asking, “Superior, how should these people be dealt with?”
Asher, witnessing this, involuntarily began to feel relieved.
He had guessed correctly, the person who could shock Middle Region War King Kirin into personally investigating Sayon ard forces, could only be Army Master White!
Thankfully he had anticipated this, otherwise, if he had assisted Hans against White Mitchell, he might be among those lying on the ground now.
With these thoughts, Asher hurried to White Mitchell’s side, displaying an extrely respectful deanor, not daring to show the slightest indifference.
However, instead of issuing an order himself, White Mitchell looked towards the approaching Asher in response to Kirin’s inquiry.
“Commander Asher, these people are all subordinates of yours, what do you suggest?” said White Mitchell, his expression placid.
This…
White Mitchell’s sudden question caught Asher by surprise.
Although he did not side with Hans, it was his inability to discipline his subordinates that led to the current situation.
White Mitchell was asking for his opinion but actually assessing his attitude.
Considering this, Asher couldn’t help shivering. He knew that if he didn’t handle the matter properly, his position as the Commander of the Sayon ard forces, would be compromised.
“Samuel! I curse you and your eighteen generations! You left such a ss for after your death!” Asher couldn’t help but curse Samuel in his heart.
Then, after so hesitation, Asher looked fearfully at White Mitchell and asked weakly, “Lord Military Master, perhaps I should take these n back.
Strip their posts, suppress their cultivation and punish them severely by law?
I wonder, might this course of action please you?”
At this mont, Asher, the formidable Commander of the Sayon ard forces, in the presence of White Mitchell, didn’t dare to put on any airs, acting as timid as a startled quail.
White Mitchell did not respond to his question. Seeing this, Asher thought that he had not handled it properly and could not help but break out in a cold sweat. He seed panic-stricken.
At this ti, Kylin, who was standing next to White Mitchell, obviously understood his intentions better and said directly, “Today’s events cannot be spoken of! Do you understand?”
As soon as Asher heard this, he trembled all over, and imdiately turned to the crowd and said, “Samuel has broken the law and bullied the common people. He has been executed on the spot by our commander!
All other participants will be dealt with strictly. The events of today are top-secret within the Sayon ard forces. Everyone must keep their mouths shut. When you return, sign a confidentiality agreent.
If I hear a word outside, martial law will deal with it!”
Hearing Asher’s command, the martial arts soldiers did not dare to slack off and promptly began cleaning up the scene.
In a short while, the traces of the Weiden Family Villa were completely cleared by the Sayon military personnel. Mitchell helped Zhihui into his car to rest, preparing to take her to the hospital for treatnt.
At this mont, Asher appeared in front of Mitchell again, displaying a certain hesitance on his face as if he had sothing to say, but didn’t know how to express it.
“Are you worried that the people from the Weiden family won’t let this matter rest?” Eventually, it was Mitchell who spoke up first.
Asher responded with an awkward-sounding laugh before adopting a somber expression, “Lord Military Master, Hans Weiden’s grandfather, Jeremiah Weiden, was the instructor of the Wubu Flying Tiger Guard and is very protective and eccentric.
Should I remind him? Otherwise, I fear he won’t let things end like this, and it may result in causing trouble for you, sir.”
Mitchell barely showed any reaction, replying calmly, “Whether or not you choose to warn Jeremiah is your military departnt’s business, not mine. But if you dare reveal my identity…well, I don’t mind if the Sayon ard forces need to find a new commander.”
After leaving these words, Mitchell stepped into the car and closed the door. Kylin imdiately revved the engine and proceeded to leave the scene.
Asher, who had witnessed the entire scene, was petrified and drenched in cold sweat due to the authority he was facing.
After a while, Asher regained his senses. A touch of bitterness crossed his face as he muttered to himself, “The Weiden family… you had better act carefully or risk dragging the entire military departnt into this.”
anwhile, at a Sayon military training base, located over a thousand kiloters away from the capital…
An elderly man past his pri was leisurely inspecting sothing, surrounded by a group of people. From ti to ti, he would nod his head approvingly, appearing quite respected.
Just as he was enjoying himself, a middle-aged man arrived with a frantic look in his eyes, and quickly whispered sothing into the elder’s ear.
You could clearly see the elder’s expression gradually changing as he listened.
In the end, his face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water. His once dim eyes were now reflecting a frighteningly cold light, indicating his extre rage.
As people were wondering what had happened, they heard the old man’s furious words, “This is outrageous! This is outrageous!!!
A re brat dares to offend my Weiden family. Very well, it seems that so people do not regard , Jeremiah Weiden, with any respect!”
Once Jeremiah finished speaking, a young man standing beside him asked, “Grandfather, what happened in Sayon?”
This man was nad Noah Weiden, Jeremiah’s own grandson, and Hans Weiden’s brother, one of the twelve flying tigers of the military departnt, possessing the strength of a Major Achieved War King.
Listening to Noah’s inquiry, Jeremiah looked directly at him: “Noah, Hans in Sayon was beaten into a vegetative state by a young rapscallion straight out of prison!
I can’t leave at the mont, but you should go back with a team imdiately. If he’s alive, I want him in person, if he’s dead, then his corpse. Regardless, you must bring that bratty culprit to !
Even if the commander of the Sayon military forces personally shows up to stop you, show no rcy. This ti, I want all of Sayon to see the consequences of offending my Weiden family!”
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